i have a forty-five minute commute to work and back everyday.
i see so many beautiful mornings.
some of my favorite drives are in the fall when the sun is waking up and casting it's warm glow on the chilled earth. i take the back roads through the country and i see so many things that give me reason enough to believe this is where i belong for the time being. i always feel rushed to get out the door to a job i would rather not go to. though, something about spending forty-five minutes in a car alone eases the anxieties of the day.
until morning comes again....